Ahhh! Sorry for the cliffhanger, school is getting really hard. :P Well here's chapter six.

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WARNING: Mentions or rape

PREVIOUSLY:

"No matter what you tell us Rach, were going to be here when its over" Quinn stated while staring deep in the petite girl's eyes. 'there's the look. The same exact look.' Rachel thought flickering her eyes between Quinn's. getting that look of compassion from each girl gave her all the courage she needed.

She breathed in deeply before starting "It all started the summer before freshman year."

The girls nodded for her to continue. They have been waiting for Rachel to gather enough courage for her to finish. She's been breathing deeply and slowly for the past 5 minutes. She seemed to be in deep concentration about what she wanted to tell them.

From this point on, Rachel thought that what she was going to tell them would change everything. The way they see her, and especially the way the act around her. She really didn't want to scare the three girls away with her story, but the way they treated her, made it seem like she could tell them anything.

"I was at my friend's house." She took another deep breath before continuing. "I would rather not say her name, since she still attends our school but uhm, we were at her house. We were literally attached to the hip in middle school. So if there was something wrong with her, I immediately know.(not Tina) So anyways, one night, like I said the summer before freshmen year, and we were in her room and we were painting her cat's nails".

Rachel let out a small laugh. She laughed at the memory of her friend's snow white cat all over her fur coat.

"And we were both laughing so hard, sh-she accidently spilled some of it on the carpet. Since the carpet was dark brown, I thought it was a big deal. But her? Well she started freaking out. She was screaming about how she's gonna get hurt and blaming me for everything, even though she spilled it. Well since her mom slept a lot, which at the time I didn't know she had a drinking problem, we didn't have to worry about her finding out.

I mean there was a lot of stains on that carpet so I don't see how one more is going to make a difference. Now don't get me wrong I'm all about the importance of keeping a house sustainable, but if your house was that disorganized I would suggest getting some professional hel-"

The girl's concerned, but humerous looks took her out of her out of her educational monologue. She took another gulp and felt it was okay to go back on track.

"Right.. sorry. So about three bottle of soap and water later, the stain is unnoticeable, but soaked in water. It literally looked like someone peed on the floor. An hour later, her dad came home. I never saw much of him, but when I did, he was always so tight-fisted. Always either at work, or at least that's what my friend said. He didn't see the stain, but he saw the cat, turns out the cat went to jump of the cream couch in the living room.

I didn't know how her dad was going to punish her, but the way she was talking about getting beat and getting hurt, I instantly knew. Her dad took her to his room and locked to door. I didn't hear any hitting or screaming, just grunts and groans from her dad."

"About 10 or so minutes later when she came out, she didn't have any pants on. She looked so weak and powerless, I've never seen her so scared. She always looks so brave and confident.

I guided her to her room and grabbed most clothes from her closet, and all her belongings and shoved them in garbage bags. I washed her up in the bathroom, put some clothes on her, and we waited outside for my dad to pick us up.

I took care of her. I gave her a place to stay, a shoulder to cry one, I was the best friend I could by to that girl." Rachel could feel the anger leaking through her voice, and by the way the three girls were looking at her, they could too. When she felt calm, she carried on.

"So uhmm, about a month later, she decided she wanted to go back home, but she didn't know my dads reported her parents to CPS, and my fathers were now her temporary legal guardians. When she heard, she was ragging with anger and fear. She shut everyone away from her, including me. She pretty much blamed me for everything that happened to her.

For a good two months, she didn't talk, at all. She joined the cheer team at our school (WMHS) to get her mind of on everything that was happening. The only time I saw her was either leaving from cheer, or before going to sleep, we were drifting apart, but she didn't seem to mind."

"Well long story short, she gave me my first slushy, she was always the first one to comment on my daily singing videos I did of myspace, and most importantly, where the panic attacks come in, she shoved me in Jacob Israel's locker and left me there all weekend.

There was absolutely no one at the school. I knew it was her because I heard her laugh the entire time. She did everything to make my life a living hell."

"She became popular, of course. So everyone thought it was cool to make fun of me. I can't tell you how many times I talked to my dads about moving, or taking a different school district. Or… or even taking my own life. So I resorted to cutting.

I haven't done it in a while, but it was a way to just.. get it out." she said looking down. She was too afraid to see the looks of sympathy on the girls' faces. She didn't need people feeling sorry for her, but she wanted at least someone to care.

Silence creped in the room as she felt tears start to fall from her watered eyes. Her mind was telling her to power through it just a little more. She looked up at the girls to see anger and sadness in their eyes. She never felt so vulnerable, so 'out in the open'. The girls didn't seem to object, so she told the remaining parts of the story.

"When Tina came to the school, I was like yes, finally someone who wants me. Someone who wants to be my friend, I told her anything and everything. We promised each other we would always be there for one another. No matter what. no matter what" she whispered.

And that, was when she broke. So many times she stood high and strong, showing no sign of fear of distress at school. She didn't let the hurtful words, actions, or names get to her. She presented nothing but confidence. But, deep down, she knew this day would come.

The day when she let every word said, every slushy thrown at her, every locker she was thrown into, every death threat sent her way, get to her. She finally let her walls crash down, she was finally allowing herself to cry it out, to crumble.

Her breakdown first started with small whimpers. And the moment she smelled the scent of lavender filled her nostrils, it turned into full on sobs as Quinn held her tightly to her chest. Brittany took the other side of Rachel, while Santana slid behind Rachel cradling her fragile body in her arms.

Rachel's voice cracked in the restrained room. "My whole life, I've had people leave me. My mom didn't want me when she had me, and still doesn't want me to this day. My dads are never home. They have more important stuff to take care of other than me. My friend that made my life suck didn't want me. Hell, even the only friend I've had didn't even want me." Rachel said sobbing through an attempted laugh.

"Rachel you listen to me." Quinn said firmly but lovingly while grabbing the , "Freshman year, I would sit right behind you in each class just to be near you. Every day, and every class period, I would follow you to your locker just to make sure you got there safely. And if you didn't, I would hunt down whoever did that to you, and make sure they didn't do it again. Every night, before I rested, I would think 'what if'. What if you were in my life? What if you felt the same way I felt about you? The thing is Rachel, I've always wanted you. And believe it or not, Santana and Brittany feel the same exact way."

Both nod in agreement.

"Rachel, you're all we've ever wanted. YOU. Rachel Berry. You're out dream girl." Quinn finished with a shrug.

Rachel let out an unattractive sob out of happiness. It sounded as if a cross between a groan and a deep chuckle. She found the biggest smile. A smiled she hasn't smiled in a very long time.

She knew all three girls had some type of feelings for her, but she didn't know that much. She didn't know when she was going through hell, she was someone else's heaven. Crying about all of her torment almost seemed to be useless. With three girls by her side that wanted to be with her, what's the use of crying?

She wiped the remains of her tears and snuggles into Santana's front. She looked over to Brittany to see her staring back at her with nothing but compassion and warmth held in her blue sparkling eyes. She took Rachel's hand and kissed it tenderly for a short second. It was the first type of kiss Rachel had received from Brittany. Her lips were delicate and light like a feather, but they made Rachel's head spin with dizziness. If she got this worked up over a hand kiss, she couldn't imagine what would happen when, or if she kissed Brittany.

"Ughh who knew crying would make me so exhausted" she stated trying to lighten the mood. The girls giggled at the red faced girl they were holding. "You wanna take a nap? It's like 4:30" Santana suggested looking at the clock. The girl nodded tiredly got up to leave.

"Uhm Rach, may I ask where you're going?" Quinn smirked with an eyes raised playfully.

Rachel quickly turned around to see all three girls smiling at her. Which instantly made her quite nervous. "Ohh, uhm I just thought you guys should take me bed and ill sleep on the couch. It's nothing really I just wanted to give you guys some alone time, because I know in a polyamorous relationship, its very impor-"

"Rachel! Honey you have got to stop with the run on speeches." Santana said laughing loudly. Rachel smiled at the new 'pet-name'. She's never had one. More to come she thought to herself.

"Cmon Rachel you're like the best cuddler, well, besides me but you come in a close second." Brittany stated confidently. All the girls laugh at her close cover-up.

Rachel smiled as she climbed up and sat at the foot of her bed. "Who wants me?" she said playfully while placing both hands on her hip. "I DOOOOO" Santana grabbed Rachel and pinned her to the bed while crawling on beside her.

She started to tickle her sides and ribs, making Rachel laugh out of controllably. She kicked and kicked trying to find a way out of the trap. It made it to times worse when Brittany joined in by straddling Rachel's waist and began to tick her stomach as well. "Quinn help me" she screams at the top of her lungs. Quinn was admiring the three most important girls in her life laugh their hearts out. It was really good to see Rachel back to herself after the confessions she released a few minutes ago. She was so happy that this would all work out with Rachel in the future. Or sooner.

Quinn came to her rescue and took Santana's waist from behind and pulled it backwards. As soon as Santana hit the mattress, she flopped on top of her. she took both of Santana's hands and pinned them above her head and wildly tickled her underarms.

"I SURRENDERRR" she screamed on the top of her lungs. Quinn looked over surprised to see Rachel and Brittany in a similar position as them. Except Rachel was the one on top. All the laughter died down.

"Well thank you girls for that, but now I'm extremely exhausted." Brittany said crawling up the bed crawling under the rose covers. She pulled on Rachel's shirt signaling to her she wanted to spoon her. Rachel slightly hesitated for a moment and crawled under the covers and laid right in front of Brittany. Santana laid right in front of Rachel and Quinn spooned her, mirroring Brittany and Rachel's position. The girls only centimeters apart.

Santana found herself staring deeply into the girl across from her. She knew the two blondes didn't know about the moment they shared hours before, but she couldn't help the urge to kiss her again.

The peck was sweet and help promise and security, just like her last one. "You'll always be wanted Rachel." She whispered. Brittany placed a facile kiss behind the girl's right ear. She felt Rachel shudder at the contact. "We found a sweet spot" she thought smirking to herself. Opening her eyes to see Quinn and Santana were already asleep, she build up the courage to kiss Rachel again. She kissed her again in the same spot she did before, except this time, more firm. Rachel let out a small whimper at the sensation Brittany was making her feel.

Brittany smirked when she heard the sounds coming from Rachel in front of her. She confidently added her tongue into the situation making Rachel go from whimpers to quiet moans.

After doing this for a few minutes, Brittany realized what she was doing. Even though Rachel seemed to like what they were doing, she hasn't talked to her girlfriends about displays of affection with Rachel.

She slowly came to a stop, turning the kisses from sloppy it sweet, from wet, to gradually dry. After slowing the process down, she came to a stop. "Sleep well Rach" she whispered in her ear seductively. Rachel found herself tremble at her words. Slightly frustrated that Brittany stopped, she discovered that she was actually really tired.

Before closing her eyes, she looked around at all three sleeping girls in her bed. So many times, she's been left by the most important people in her life. These three ladies come into her life, and make the promise to never leave her. a promise she has heard so many times, and every time she's heard them, it was all a lie. But this time? The thinks it will be totally different.